Poetry Collection
Verses on spirit, silence & the infinite
Rain
What rain is this that pours withinFrom thoughts teeming like clouds,A steady downpour rare and divi
Book of the Worlds
Once my Sire was perusing the Book of the Worlds,My toddler frame necked into its vast pages,“What i
The Wastelands
Whose the hand sweeping out the storms,Who has barred the welkin to enter,By whose lullaby do sleep
Festival
Off then, vulgar time, keep to thy mortal share,Thy portion of body and mind and senses,Thy influenc
Alchemist of Wonder
How careless art Thou with Thy glories,A hundred hued brilliance on a wing-spanAnd a graded radiance
Ephemeral Quill
What is this then, this flesh draped frame,Basis of becoming and bearing a name?A versatile womb to
The Puzzle
I put together the puzzle of my scattered parts,Piece by piece I am found in idea and feelingAnd the
To Thee
How many falls have earned the attained height,How many stoopings to raise the stature,How many vice
These Battles
Is this how Thou created this worldRaising it from a heap of impossibilities,Erecting hued warmth in
The Scout
I am the scout the past had madeTo reconnaissance the future,By all their lives they had strivedTo g
Our Fates
How coarse is Thy breath as the wind,Rude all Thy moods in the storm,In Thy earth confounding errors
Symbol Yagña
A day of remembrance in piety had passedOf debt owed by this breathing bodily figment,To the first m
Cauldron
How quaint are these soul roads we traverseThrough valley of ruin and woods of pain,The barren desol
Vouchsafe
How ruefully the dusk bids me goodbyeLeaving teary stains of a reddish hue,A vast canvas for its lam
Battler Divine
What strange breath courses through nowExhaling a little of myself in every turn,I shed aspects like
Journey
My means were meagre and mind so poor,The heart vainly besotted, nerves so frail,A commonplace will
Krishna In Gold
I have seen them march, grim armies that a halo wear,Lead by a form whose brows the clouds did smear
Lila
A daily festival erupts in my mindTo honour the muses who ferry me far,No limit is therein, no quest
Thy Calculus
All claims are forfeit of this being’s useBy the ego’s I and it’s daily subterfuge,Likewise all the
Fidelity
How famished is the clay-flesh with life infused,Devouring will-fire galore like the utter night?How
Infernal Sphinx
Many storms of flesh I have long enduredTumultuous winds have wrecked the heart,The mind sails are b